Free Verse

The Five Cities
The Five Cities The city of thieves does not sleep, Its streets coil like blackened serpents, And the walls themselves seem to lean inward,
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Where Did My Life Go To?
Where Did My Life Go To? Tonight the headline breaks inside my chest, no ink, no paper, no witness but me. Where did my life go to, tell me plainly,
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
What's Ubuntu?
Ubuntu is a word that deserves a place in our vocabulary. Those who have used the Linux operating system know the name vaguely.
By Seema Patel2 days ago in Poets
Teach me
I wont rush this moment so dear instead ill give you the floor you decide which way this love can go Afterall this is your show
By Quentin woodard2 days ago in Poets
Stellar Hands
Would you mind forcing my head underwater? Watching until all the bubbles stop and I finally Have a way to communicate with the mothership
By Silver Daux2 days ago in Poets
Genre of Eat
I force you out Agita squirming worms at high velocity trapped behind eyeballs I can see you pacing. You seethe about rain on nettles
By Michele Nampalli2 days ago in Poets
Science of the Unknown
The thing about the universe is that we really don’t know it. We live in it, yes…. We take up space in it, and it takes up space around us. We think we know what it is, because it’s everything. But what is everything? That’s not really a good answer.
By Gabriel Shames2 days ago in Poets
Where She Breaks
Where She Breaks She stands in a room full of mirrors, Yet cannot bear her own reflection. Her lipstick bleeds beyond the line,
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
No Dosh for the Madam
No Dosh for the Madam She woke one morning sharp with scheme, A crown imagined, bold and bright, She said, I shall be Madam now,
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
Forever
Watch the rain ripple The still glass surface Echoes of hope Fan into the pool Lost but not forgotten Forever part of the whole
By Alyssa Musso2 days ago in Poets
What we Cannot see
Where there is a reflection There is an origin A beginning A soul Mining Sifting For anything tangible An action
By Ty2 days ago in Poets
Tagged Poetry
Tag My poetry I tag my poems so it’s not lost, so it does not drift faceless through the crowd, so it does not wander unnamed in the noise,
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets